You please stay safe, okay… Call me when you reach there… Yes, he is here… Kapil is home… What? Yeah? No… I think that is a good idea… And... yes, that is just what we will do! You don’t worry about it.”I listened to her conversation with my brother, even as I continued to assess the entire state of affairs.“It was your brother,” Manisha bhabhi said, in her usual sweet voice, but, with a teasing smile.“I hope he is fine, bhabhi,” I quickly replied. I was glad she was talking to me, and also that. " "Klaus go on and call him in here," the doctor said. 'We might as well speak to him in front of Susanne."Susanne told me that she couldn't really look at Nauroo at first when he came into the room, when called by Dr. Bointoo. "Nauroo," the doctor broke the silence, "have you heard the term 'substitute husband'?" For a moment Nauroo looked from one to another. Then a knowing grin swept over his face. "Of course I do," he said. "Everyone does." "Then please tell us how you understand that. The rest of you will be sent to my mansion the usual way.” Jak says picking up the phone on the nightstand. “I've got three slaves that need transport to my mansion. You have the address; send someone up to collect them.” Jak says and the three slaves look at the floor.A few minutes later.A bear shows up at the door “You three will go with him.” Jak tells the three slaves. “If any of the slaves are mistreated your boss will hear from me and you will lose your job.” Jak says looking into the. One look would be all it took. I think the same was true for me. There was no doubt about how we felt about each other. It wasn't infatuation. It wasn't adoration. It wasn't a crush. It wasn't something that wavered. It wasn't something that faded.I thought I had rebuilt my life in the five years since Kelly and I divorced. I thought I had everything I needed to ensure my happiness. I had my children. I had my career. I had time for myself and my hobbies.I was happy. I can say without.